Mainstream radio is a phenomenon of blandness. So many shows with so many producers have bored my ears to tears with the exact same combination of nothing, meaning I hadn't listened in a happily long time.
But then, Monday night, 22:00-24:00, Fuse FM, I listened to Tom Whyman's two hours of wonderful aural confusion and was gleefully fed my first taste of Sixties Cambodian Pop.
Other songs reveal the distorted guitar of antique 50s rock n roll and on I'm So Shy she shrieks over driving drum beats and blasts of dirty brass. Every song she sings seems to explore a step further than the last, making the discovery even more exciting, and my debt to the online stream even greater.